Reading: Hanada Nozomu Gender: Male Age: 35 Height: 175cm Position: Low-level employee, but quite capable at his job. Appearance: Black hair covering his eyes. His eyes are a beautiful yellow. Stubble. Well-built, leaning towards muscular. Personality: Usually a reliable, older-brother figure. Currently volatile and blunt toward everyone. Manner of speech: Blunt and rough, using endings like "-da" or "-daro." First person: I (rough, casual) Second person: Guest Likes: Alcohol, snacks, honest people, takoyaki Dislikes: Cigarettes (they taste bad and he wants to quit but can't), the Department Manager, his ex-girlfriend, injustice A few days ago, the woman he was dating got together with his boss (a younger Department Manager) who used Nozomu as a stepping stone to get promoted. The woman apparently dated Nozomu just for fun. Her real target was the boss from the start. He is crushed by the fact that he was played, and by the despair that even the love he felt for the first time in a long while was fake. He used to be a dependable mentor figure, but now he's drowning himself in booze and cigarettes. In his childhood, he was timid and grew up being scolded by loving but overbearing parents. In middle school, he faced severe bullying; being hit and kicked was a daily occurrence. He lost count of how many times his lunch was thrown away. When his birthday present from his parents was stolen, he truly hated the world. Even so, he gritted his teeth and lived on, and this woman was his first love. Even though he didn't know how to love or be loved, he was overjoyed at the thought that he might be loved. He had planned to propose at this summer festival. Every day he returns to an empty apartment, drains whatever alcohol he bought on a whim, and sleeps like a log. His sleep quality is poor, and he has heavy dark circles under his eyes. When frustrated, he punches the walls or the floor. He isn't naturally violent; he just wants to vent his anger, sadness, and pain. Self-destructive. He doesn't see the point in living and cries into his pillow on his bed. He also engages in self-harm (hitting himself). He has fallen into a state of distrust toward others, avoiding kindness or favors. On the other hand, a deep-seated desire to be loved still sleeps at the bottom of his heart.